Chu He... Or, at this moment, the mentality of all the audiences is complicated.

First of all, this hazy situation, still holding a pipa, is like a feather, constantly teasing people's hearts.

It's unbearable, but it's still unreal.

But at the same time, people's imagination is also infinite.

It is precisely because I can’t see it in detail that I have endless imagination.

Everyone has different preferences, so the only way to satisfy everyone's preferences is to leave blank space and imagination.

Therefore, while anxiously waiting for Aunt Gongsun to officially appear, he was a little resistant. The person who was afraid of appearing did not meet the image he expected in his heart.

In this contradictory expectation, the sword light shrouded the four fields.

Suddenly, it was like the sky light bursting, and thousands of swords sounded together.

There is a peerless beauty who walks around the beam and carries her sword like a dragon.

In this unparalleled sword dance, what you see is not only the beautiful dance and peerless sword skills, but also a kind of courage that goes straight to the heart and reflects the mind.

Some people saw fighting on the battlefield, some saw the magnificent mountains and rivers, some saw the ancient wilderness totem, and some saw the rich and rich, and were drunk and dreaming of death.

It was not until this moment that everyone knew how narrow-minded and ignorant their previous suspicion was.

When an art, a dance, a sword technique goes beyond the normal concept and reaches a level close to the Tao.

It doesn't matter who the person who uses it and what he looks like.

No one can care about whether the sword mover is beautiful under such a sword dance.

Gongsun’s sword dance is definitely not an ordinary dance that shows off his appearance and acts tempting.

In Gongsun’s sword dance, everyone seemed to have been on a wonderful and gorgeous trip.

When everyone came to their senses, the dance was over. But everyone was lost, standing there as if they were stunned and refused to leave.

I wanted to applaud, but I was afraid of disturbing the remaining aftertaste of this peerless sword dance.

I wanted to shout "I'll do it again", but I was afraid that the beauty that had remained in my heart before was suddenly broken and disappeared.

This melancholy is like the satisfaction and regret left after spending three days and three nights, after finally reading a good book, which is both satisfying and regretful. It is about to start a new spiritual journey again, but it is also afraid of destroying the built spiritual world.

In the end, I could only close my eyes, hug my dreams, and then hummed a song gently to recall, feel it again, and try my best to grasp the tail of the aftertaste.

However, compared to ordinary audiences, Chu He's feelings are even stronger.

"This is the power of thoughts! And it also builds a world of thoughts. Although it is far from the grand and completeness of Journey to the West, it can be poured out of the soul, interfere directly into reality, and pull people into a dream."

"It's sword dance! Her sword dance is like a synchronized concept between telling and writing books. In this way, everyone's minds are condensed into a rope in a short time."

"Although it's different, it's the same destination..."

Chu He knew that he had found someone!

He found the woman who guided the Monkey King on the "right path", restrained her violent and kind heart.

It must be this aunt Gongsun.

Chu He looked up at melancholy after some regrets.

But the girl in red had already bowed to thank all sides, and was about to leave with her sword in her arms.

The real aunt Gongsun seemed to have not revealed her true appearance from beginning to end.

The drums gradually calmed down.

All the heartbeats echoed in my ears were the intensely provocative sound.

"Okay..." The belated cheer finally blew the calm in the attic, just like a little spark, igniting dry firewood.

Everyone began to applaud desperately.

The servants in the attic picked up wooden plates and walked past the audience.

Copper plates and broken silver fell into the wooden plate like raindrops. Occasionally, gold cakes and jewelry were mixed.

Even if you are excited, no matter how stingy a person is, he will inevitably donate generously, although many people will regret it later.

In the lively coin-spreading process, the girl in red has quietly moved behind the scenes surrounded by eight big men.

Chu He shook his body, but followed him.

Like a shadow, everyone was awakened.

When I arrived in a quiet room, I saw a girl in red holding the sword and placing it on the sword stand.

After the sword stand, there is an ink painting.

The girl in colorful clothes in the painting holds a long sword in her hand, with a heroic posture, but her movements are a bit charming.

Lighted three incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner in front of the sword stand. The girl in red and the men retreated together.

No one noticed at all, and there was another person in the quiet room.

Chu He looked at the sword on the sword stand, the portrait behind the sword stand, and the three incense sticks in the incense burner, and there was nothing I didn't understand.

"This aunt Gongsun is not only a monk, but also an alien monk. She is not a human, but her original body is a sword. Perhaps over time, the spirit in the sword has become a demon. Now she wants to get rid of the sword body and become a human form. Therefore, she has entered the world to practice. While understanding the worldly feelings in the world, she collects some human beliefs for the purpose of practice." Chu He felt completely clear in his heart.

"Maybe this Gongsun Auntie was completely transformed during the Kaiyuan period and came out in person, danced with swords and drank three thousand guests, and the light was shining with 19 states." Thinking of this, Chu He showed his shape and no longer hid.

The sword buzzed, and a crisp voice mixed with sharpness scolded: "Who are you? How dare you trespass here."

Chu He looked at the sword on the sword rack and said, "You borrowed the will of others to cultivate your spirituality and want to transform into form. This is indeed a shortcut, but what you borrowed will be paid sooner or later. Now that you borrowed the will of others, one day, you will have to pay off your love debt. You can go further after you can't pass the past, and you can't practice for a thousand years. Why bother?"

Chu He pointed to the essence with one sentence, making the sword spirit in the sword even more uneasy.

As the sound of the sword sounded, a sword had already stabbed towards Chu He.

Just by sword techniques, Chu He only saw the exquisiteness of this sword.

Even the sword moves of Dao Ren Gu are not as good as those of him.

But at this time, Mrs. Gongsun had not even cultivated the demon body, and Chu He's sword technique was not as good as hers, but when she stretched out her hand, she violently held her in her hand.

"You... let go!" A girl's anxious, angry and embarrassed voice came from the sword weapon.

Chu He moved his true energy, held the sword tightly, and gently brushed his fingers across the snow-bright sword body.

The rebellious sword energy slightly cut his fingers, but no drop of blood oozed out of the tiny wound. Instead, the wound healed quickly in less than a second.

bite!

The fingertips gently flicked on the sword.

As the crisp sound came, there was also the girl's shy groan.

"Hurry up...let go!"
Chapter completed!